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“Well, that was an exciting way to start our date.” Avery laughs beside me.
“I knew they’d try something. They just can’t help themselves.”
“You don’t think they’ve changed their minds about us, do you?” She looks at me, biting her lip.
“No, they’re just being assholes because they can, and I’m the new guy.”
“Well, that’s true. And it’s our third date. They might be a little jealous.”
“Oh, no doubt about that, but they know I’m not going to hold you to that. You’ll be ready when you’re ready. I’m not going to pressure you, even if I die of blue balls.”
“Well, we wouldn’t want that now, would we?” she teases, sliding over and cupping my dick.
I swerve the truck and almost drive into a bush. “Jesus. Warn a guy next time,” I choke out.
“I’m sorry. It’s just, well, I’ve been so good. And honestly, it’s fucking killing me, E. I can’t believe you listened to me about the third date rule.”
“Are you telling me if I would’ve rounded third base instead of second, you would’ve let me go for the home run?”
“I don’t know why we keep using football analogies when I don’t know anything about sports.”
“Baseball.”
“Whatever. Now, are you going to keep playing hard to get, or are you going to let me act out a scene from one of my favorite books?”
“You’re trying to kill me, aren’t you?”
“Nah, I just know a shortcut to heaven.”
She pops open the button of my jeans and eases the zipper down. Without thought, I lift my ass so that she can tug my pants and boxers down far enough for my aching cock to spring free. Gripping the steering wheel, I try to stay focused on the road. But her small hand wraps around the base of my cock, and the only thing I can focus on is remembering how to breathe. I feel her breath on me, and then she’s dragging her tongue up the length of my cock to the tip, making me shiver.
“Fuck, I love third base.”
Taking one hand from the wheel, I slide it into her hair and tighten it into a fist. “Open your mouth, Avery.” I glance down just in time to see her wrap her lips around the tip of my cock. It’s a miracle that I don’t come from that visual alone.
The heat of her mouth as she slips more of my dick inside her makes my eyes roll back. And I have to fight the urge to hold her head in place while I take control and fuck her mouth until she gags. There is something about this woman that calls to the primal side of me. I’ve never considered myself dominant before, but Avery makes me want to throw her on the ground and fuck her like a wild animal during mating season. I don’t know if that makes me a deviant, but I don’t give a fuck right now, especially when she starts humming. The vibrations lick up my cock like an extra tongue, making me swerve.
“Avery,” I growl as she looks up at me, all sweet and innocent. “More,” I order. With a blink, she swallows me down and sucks. I curse loudly as she starts bobbing her head up and down my cock, her flattened tongue dragging across the underside, making my hips jerk.
She gags a little and pulls back, sucking as she goes. “Faster, baby,” I beg, wanting to come but also not. I want to drag it out until I’m on the verge of delirium. But then I’d probably crash the truck, and I’d never do anything that would endanger her.
She picks up her pace and uses her hands to stroke the part of me she can’t take. Her grip is firm and sure. As she strokes me, her movements become more rapid, and so does my breathing.
“Jesus, Avery, I’m gonna come,” I warn her. But instead of pulling away, she nips me with her teeth and sucks harder. Unable to stop myself, I thrust as my cock pulses, filling her mouth with my cum.
She swallows me down and licks the sensitive tip before sitting back up and licking her lips. “You never know. You might make a baseball fan out of me yet.” She grins.
* * *
I’m tucked away, and my breathing has almost returned to normal as I pull up and park in a large field.
“Oh my God.” Avery gasps when she sees what we’ve come here for. “A hot air balloon! You’re taking me up in a hot air balloon?”
“If that’s—Fuck! I forgot, you hate flying. I’m sorry, Avery. We can—”
“No. I hate planes. I’ve always wanted to go up in a hot air balloon.”
I look at her, confused.
